The Teatro Nacional is one of the few more elaborate buildings, and even it is fairly plain on three sides. It's on a central square, where a good crowd gathered on Saturday evening, and families were strolling by when I drew it on Sunday morning (and jogging by - I'm not sure I've ever seen that in other tropical countries).
We only stayed overnight, a few blocks from downtown in an area with nice trees and flowers. This is a fancy hotel near our humbler abode. I was drawing under a big tree that was full of a noisy flock of crimson-fronted parakeets - a bird that San Jose has in the same way that Vancouver has crows. Suddenly, the whole flock went rocketing out of the tree and down the hill, screeching wildly, as a peregrine falcon dove down after them. Parrots are fast, and everyone got away. It was an impressive natural scene for the middle of the largest urban area in the country, and more than made up for a lack of elegant buildings.
One of the great things about warm places, or maybe just anywhere outside of North America, is that city people spend much of their time outside, on the streets or in parks or squares. One corner of a central park was filled with young people hula-hooping, juggling, slack-rope-walking and generally doing tricks of an acrobatic nature. Most were in their late teens or early twenties, and there was clearly some courtship going on, but there were also families with kids. People came and went, and I'm not sure who actually provided all the hula hoops and other equipment. But it looked a lot more fun than snapchatting.